Mystery: Those years when I was a foreign aid for the Aurora Club

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Klein closed his eyes, pressed his fingers to his temples, and frowned.

The "record" created by his memory was held by his other hand, and a documentary called "I" was playing in his mind.

Extracting memories does not require Klein to recall everything he has experienced in detail. After all, this is an extraordinary ability. The Outer God seemed to have handed the finished product to him without doing anything.

But when he tried to recall, he realized that extracting the memory was indeed the easiest part. The real difficulty was accepting the past self.

When he saw the small town where he was born and raised again, Klein felt strange. For a moment, Klein really felt like he was waking up from a dream, thinking that he had left the world. All this was just a dream after falling asleep after working too hard, and he could no longer find his way home. .

He himself had almost forgotten what kind of person the former "Zhou Mingrui" and the original "Klein" were, even if only two years had passed.

They were so different from him now. They were naive, weak, ignorant and fearless, so much so that Klein felt a little bored. When Klein saw Zhou Mingrui nonchalantly buying the book "The Origin of All Evil" from a street stall, When he was about to take the ancient book home and throw it away nonchalantly, Klein took two deep breaths to calm down. When he saw Klein Moretti, who was not even an extraordinary person, he had the audacity to recruit the original Tarot Club member. Two members, and calling himself "The Fool", he had no other thoughts except sighing hard.

He tried to understand his past self, which was difficult at first, but he was somewhat pleased to find that he could still remember those emotions.

Recalling the past in my mind, countless pictures flashed through my mind, telling stories about the distant past.

He still remembers the ecstasy when he got the college admission notice, and the fear of messing up in the final exam when he was in elementary school, although those are nothing to him now. Emotions don't always need to be grand or great. These small emotions are more real and are proof that he was once a human being.

In the past, he could just close his eyes and find sleep.

But now, as soon as he closed his eyes, there was endless darkness in front of him.

Advanced creatures do not need sleep, so now his consciousness will remain awake to a certain extent even in deep sleep. Even if he creates a beautiful dream for himself, he knows that it is just a dream. The darkness in front of him played memories that did not belong to him and conveyed emotions that did not belong to him. There was always something trying to get out of it.

The spirit of the Lord of Mysteries has a very powerful ability to infect. No matter how hard you guard it, it will be shaken inadvertently... This is the difference between him and Him.

I don’t know since when, Klein almost stopped thinking about everything in the past. He began to resist recalling the past, because in his opinion, it was a completely different life and two completely different people. If he didn't also know his own mental journey along the way, he might not admit that this was him.

Klein began to want a radio or a record player. He wanted to play these memories slowly, as if he was listening to these small things to refresh him at a certain moment of exhaustion.

There is no great savior here with the desire to save the world, and there is no senior savior who sacrifices himself to show him the way. There are only ordinary people and ordinary life, the bells ringing for exams and classes, and the muddy coat after playing crazy with friends when he was a child. And laughter is the snowballs that hit the body in winter, the cheap popsicles in summer, and the colorful ice cream balls that fall on the ground... Use them to resist the web that the Lord of Mysteries has weaved for himself and the overwhelming fatigue and sleepiness, just like this in eternity In the long dark night, hold on to this trace of the past and humanity until you drown.

The extraordinary ability of the Outer God is indeed of great help. He is now trying his best to recall it, letting these tedious and boring memories bind him, making himself heavy and no longer rising, retaining a minimal amount of humanity in order to avoid the darkness. infestation.

I can't lose yet, at least not so fast.

He will continue to persevere, even if the only outcome is death.

"Really... I really want to take a break..." Klein looked at his past, watching Zhou Mingrui in high school wearing a school uniform and carrying a schoolbag jumping away from the light in front of him, watching him act unscrupulously Sleeping in class on the floor, taking naps on the table, staying in bed on weekends... God's eyes showed nostalgia, and he smiled bitterly, "Is it because I rested too much before, so I won't have a chance to rest in the future?"

His voice became smaller and smaller, and eventually all the emotions and memories turned into a long sigh.

……

"What are you going to do with those people?"

The breeze in the wilderness of knowledge communicated in two completely different Sefirot worlds, and brought back the answer of another god here:

"Which people?"

"Those people from the Southern Continent," said the Demon of Knowledge, "your student has passed your test, do you want to take him away?"

"If He passed, then I shouldn't take Him away." The Lord of Withering muttered, "How about I give you the entire northern part of the Southern Continent and the Islands?"

Demon of Knowledge: "...What?"

"It's boring to just take the Intis people away. In a few hundred years, those Intis people will claim all the people in history as their own." The Outer God laughed, "I want to keep the fish alive. To achieve vitality, we need to put some enemies in the water. If there is no proof of the history of the earth, maybe Intis will claim to be the only cultural circle on the ancient earth in a few decades, and by the way, the history of the first five eras Keep it all to yourself.”

"You can also take away the highlanders and the remnants of the Balam Empire who fled there. Civilizations collide, and history is filled with deep hatred and hatred. Don't you want to collect more knowledge and culture from several races, and don't want to see them quarreling with each other? Revealing the truth?"

"Don't you want to see people from the Southern Continent arguing with people from the Northern Continent?"

"Only by fighting will they live."

"In a peaceful world, they would just die slowly."

"What's your expression...you really don't want to see them? Ah, I know you want to see them. I want to see them too. Just take them away. I will go to the Knowledge Wilderness to visit them."

……

"The feeling of going back...it's been a long time."

Klein slowly opened his eyes, and the images in his memory melted like ice and snow as his vision returned to light. There were still traces of a certain summer in his mind. The sunlight was like liquid gold, evenly covering the stone brick roads and cement floors of his hometown.

The crisp chirping of cicadas echoed constantly, and everything seemed very peaceful.

These calms were enough to keep him awake for a short while.

After feeling that his spirit had indeed gradually become stable, Klein's mood also became lighter.

However, this does not last long. Just like a terminally ill patient who takes a special medicine for the first time will definitely have the idea of ​​"being saved" and get a good night's sleep with the help of the medicine, but will soon be replaced. Due to the development of his own drug resistance, he returned to the abyss of painful struggle... The memory of less than sixty years in two lifetimes seems very long, but it is not long enough for Klein to reflect on it in the future.

“Your authority brings hope, but within hope lies despair.”

"It feels really bad to numb yourself through a little bit of redemption and clearly feel the passing of each life and self. In the end, even this hope of salvation is lost, and the ending has not changed but has been extended. In a sense, this is even more pain."

"If you have authority over disasters, I would suspect that you have a sequence called the 'Magic Box'."

Hearing this, the Outer God laughed:

"'The Beginning of Disaster'? Well, a man-made disaster... fits the bill, but I rarely put hope in the deepest part of the box. Sometimes I don't, and sometimes I put hope at the top as bait."

"But I didn't lie to you. At least within the next thousand years, as long as you don't give up resistance, your mental state will not get worse."

His tone and impression changed. In Klein's imagination, the figure made a thoughtful expression:

"I can't remember clearly. I once worked as a doctor. The planet was infected by a plague, and I used an experimental drug I developed to extend their lives. I thought I could perfect this drug to cure terminal diseases, but it turned out that several days later It’s been years without any results.”

"Those terminally ill patients cried bitterly to me when they asked for help. After receiving my treatment, they told me that they were in 'extreme pain' because their pain was prolonged and their death was unpredictable. In the end, they killed me. Oh, it seems that there was still a war at that time? Because the plague caused too many deaths and left a lot of resources, I was sent to a military court for poisoning, and was assigned to prison before the day of trial. Corpse."

"Thinking about it carefully, I seem to encounter this kind of thing often. Maybe it's because my symbol and authority are more hateful."

"It's neither life nor death. Even if everyone knows that 'what goes up must come down', no one is happy to see me coming..."

After speaking, he said to Klein seriously:

"So as long as you don't make trouble, I will be grateful enough."

...the preface does not match the postscript. The corners of Klein's mouth twitched slightly. He was about to agree, but a flash of spiritual intuition suddenly caused the words on his lips to change:

"Why should I make a medical fuss?"

"You did something, right?"

The outer god slowly smiled:

"I did not do anything."

Klein looked at His face and suddenly disappeared from the place and appeared on Source Castle. Neither of the two outer gods stopped him from leaving.

He entered the gray mist hall and immediately looked out, a scarlet world reflected in his eyes.

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The Outer God left the spirit world calmly, not caring at all whether the master of Source Castle and the ruler of the spirit world would be furious due to the changes in the outside world. He was in a happy mood and walked lightly. He even hit the duo when passing by the onlookers. Hello.

It's just that neither the Scourge of Destruction nor the God of Destiny seemed to be in a nagging mood, and the former even rolled his eyes perfectly.

The Outer God didn’t mind either. He came to the real world and said:

"God!"

"The mysterious will has been restricted, and Klein will not be able to use all his strength to protect himself. For a long time in the future, you will no longer have to worry about your followers turning into marionettes and clones. The fate of this planet and civilization is not long. The gods will flee from this land, and there will be silence here, and you are its only savior." He stretched out his hand to the huge figure standing in "Livished", "Please, please take the 'prisoner's' Give me your uniqueness?"

"...Thank you, but I have no plans to join your company for the time being. It's not a good sign that 'Decline' has been following you and your lamb."

"From the word of God, I recommend the Demon of Knowledge. He is very good at this job at first sight!"

……

After blocking the source of power of the Sefirot Avatar and having a target, the battle became simple and straightforward.

Scarlet blood threads were entangled, like blood-sucking plants in the primeval forest. With strong malice, they penetrated from the target's eyeballs, temples and every orifice, pierced into his chest, and penetrated through his arms until there was a It pierced into His waist and abdomen, restraining His activities to the greatest extent.

The incarnation of the source matter roared like a beast, the sound was sharp and short, like the friction between steel, and the reverberation of sparks could be heard, full of the power to destroy everything.

The huge black sword swung up, rolled up a pale tornado, and swallowed up the spikes in front of him and the attacker together.

Under the burning fire, their speed began to slow down, and the ropes woven with blood were evaporated into gray-black debris, burning clean together with the scarlet threads wrapped around them.

Without the source of his power, the curse still has residual effects even after a long time. The scarlet threads spread throughout the land are the enemy's "tentacles", and He himself is like a spider, entrenched in the core of the spider web, feeling the fluctuations from the threads, and then strangulating and imprisoning the target.

The incarnation of the River of Eternal Darkness initially got rid of the effect of the curse. He stood up again with this terrifying mythical creature form. The demon hunter clenched the giant sword in his hand and prepared to attack. Suddenly, a word told him His body suddenly stiffened.

"Do you want to wake up?"

An unknown soul suddenly heard these words. Not the Mother of Heaven, not the goddess of the night, nor the God of War Badheir. An insignificant soul among this incarnation that was more powerful than the true god answered this question in a daze, and then suddenly woke up from the ignorance of death, allowing the source to There was an empty and blank emotion in the eyes of the incarnation of quality.

This abnormal situation only existed for less than a second, and this weak nameless soul was crushed to pieces by a body that far exceeded its control limit. But in a brief moment, countless peaks under his feet erupted with magma at the same time. The hot lava accompanied by the rolling heat waves transformed the terrain under his feet, as if something was breathing in front of him, and its chest was blazing. of lava, and every time he breathes out, there is a red light in his eyes.

The high temperature coming from all directions made his skin sting.

But he still did not admit defeat. Silver-white light erupted from the giant sword in his hand, pulling his shadow into a slender shape.

At this time, he suddenly noticed that the black fog accompanying the River of Eternal Darkness had become much thinner, and he could vaguely see the gloomy sky in the distance, and the red - ocean?

He was not confused by things beyond his understanding. In an instant, he picked up his sword and turned around to slash.

He didn't know whether his target was there, but the pale flame was burning brightly, and with all his strength, this sword was enough to crack mountains and crack the ground. As a result, under Klein's gaze, a ray of light that almost split the entire continent in half burst out from the southern continent, skipping over the water stained red by the remains of countless aquatic animals and people who committed suicide on the beach.

No matter how you look at it, this move is a "Warrior" slash, and it is indistinguishable from the power of Badheir's blow.

Therefore, when this slanting sword light swept flatly from the west side of the northern continent at a height almost touching the ground, part of the land of Sehgal, Feneport and Lemberg, the peaks and plateaus and all the buildings along the way were They were all chopped open like tofu, and after more than ten seconds, the sound of mountains and rivers collapsing began to be heard.

Klein looked steadily at the land swept across by the sword light.

There was not a soul there, for they were all crushed by the blow, and there was not a single prayer, for no life had survived.

Hundreds of thousands of people were wiped out in an instant.

There were no broken limbs or broken arms on the ground, only blood pouring out.

……

After the blow missed, the giant sword of lava penetrated the head of the incarnation. With the strength of the devil's wrist, the giant sword pierced through his body like a bamboo.

The flesh and blood were torn apart, making a heart-wrenching sound.

Blood dripped along the edge, but evaporated in the scorching heat before it reached the ground. Even so, He did not die, but the wedge with curses and blessings was completely driven in. After a while, the incarnation maintained a minimum of spiritual activity and fell into silence.

Breathing, in this taste, fear also has a perceptible smell.

Yes, the fog shrouding the southern continent has dissipated, and this land has been separated from its "hidden" state. They can all feel it now, the smell of fear, the terrifying shape, the meaning of death...

The skin and flesh were pulled apart, and the bones were gradually crushed. In the horrifying picture, the demon's hoarse laughter sounded intermittently.

Finally, this thing was swallowed by the ground, separated from the real world, and sent to the location of the source of matter.

Klein finally looked away from the completely wiped land. Those were people who had nothing to do with him.

The Demon of Knowledge only cares about the Western Continent. God has not yet begun to preach. Even if everyone has converted spiritually, the only lambs in His eyes are Intis and some Loen people. They don't care about the humans who died in an instant. Only Ke Ryan himself was staring at the land in a daze, his mind shaken.

The Scourge of Destruction laughed, turned his head, and took a nap in another direction.

Medici didn't want to see this picture, because he felt that if he looked at it for a while longer, he would not be able to help but rush down and make a scene.

Facing Klein's gaze, the demon did not answer, but just let out a burst of deep, evil and happy laughter. Through this laughter, it seemed as if one could see the abyss full of malice that swallowed up all light, rolling in front of his eyes.

The next moment, the spiritual ground under Klein's feet cracked, revealing a gray-black material that looked like the roots of a tree.

They had taken advantage of Klein's blank mind to spread in the space of the spirit world, growing savagely, instantly piercing the bodies of many spirit world creatures like strangling creatures in the water, and turning them into spirits for their own use. Then he burst out of the hiding place and grabbed Klein's ankle. The branches at the end pierced bloodthirstyly, causing severe pain and trying to grow in his body.

boom. Klein's true body was hidden, while his clone was pierced by the wantonly growing "branches" and twisted into pieces.

Anger made his heart beat loudly. He stretched out his hands in the fog of history, suddenly separated them on both sides, and directly tore this spiritual space into pieces!

A huge hole erupted, shattering all the plants. But soon, the space in the spiritual world began to reshape, and more gray-black branches erupted. They were intertwined with the scarlet threads, turning into an abominable appearance.

Klein's face was expressionless, and a record appeared beside him. Countless flames, thunder, and storms roared in the spiritual world, forming a spectacular flame tornado. Not only did it burn everything existing to ashes, but it also followed the dry The vines chased him all the way!

He had personally experienced the strangeness of this foreign god and his ways. The moment he was stabbed, he felt as if his thinking and spirituality had suddenly stopped. He can find ways to face those strange curses, but the inner decay is difficult to detect.

Snapped!

The devil crushed Mars.

He has given up his human skin and is moving slowly in the form of a monster. Thousands of threads stretch out from under the blood-stained monster body. They are buried in the ground, hung on the ceiling, and spread all over every corner of the field of vision.

He gives people the impression that he is just a big tree that is decaying and dying, but this is a complete illusion. His hands can easily crush the planet.

"I don't regret targeting you since you were weak."

He whispered with a smile.

"Because I was able to survive such danger, and even grow to the point where I am now, and finally really inherit that position, accept Him and become Him... Instead, I seem to have become a verifier, used to verify the power and destiny of the mystery. It’s inevitable.”

"And your pathetic."

……

"It's time for you to reveal your purpose!"

Klein's voice sounded again, and this time, the voice of the master of Origin Castle contained anger that could not be ignored.

"What exactly do you want to do?!"

"Why are you asking me, don't you want to kill Him?"

The spirit of the outer god seemed to have fallen into madness. He was looking forward to half of himself being killed from the bottom of his heart, and he let out a hearty laugh that made people go numb.

"He did a lot of things that you are not satisfied with, and even killed you several times, didn't he?! I helped you regain your rationality and stabilize your state. Now it's your turn to help me reclaim my own extraordinary characteristics and power, His life I’ll leave it to you—after you kill Him, don’t come to vent your anger on me!”

"Do what you want, Klein!"

The Outer God responded loudly. He put all the blame on his other self. Edward and Klein did have countless quarrels, but it seemed that there was no need for a bloody fight to the death between him and Klein. What's more, if Klein was determined to kill himself, Get rid of it, and in the end you will only gain secretly.

He needed to die.

Death is not only the destruction of the body and the death of personality, but also has a mystical symbolic meaning in the past.

He can change the control of his body through death, he can get rid of all the occult connections he does not need through the "self-purification" of death, and he can also use death to alleviate the future Lord of Mysteries' disgust towards him. Finally, he can die for the last time. , which can also make Him and the River of Eternal Darkness more compatible.

After finishing speaking, He suddenly calmed down again:

"Then, [exile] me."

"I don't think you want to see me again. It just so happens that I don't want to have anything to do with the earth and humans anymore. This planet has left me with too many bad memories."

When he said these words, Klein felt Edward's shadow in him.

"I can make an oath with the source material, and you can also banish me and make a contract with me so that I can no longer get close to where humans are... Maybe in this way, human civilization can prosper for a long time, you What do you think?"

From the beginning to the end, the Outer God tried his best to remain neutral, cutting himself off from his body, not helping the other party, but occasionally giving Klein a small favor. If Klein feels dissatisfied and doesn't want to fight to the death with Him, there is another way.

An approach that is beneficial to both parties from any perspective.

He did not waste half of his life on every card and every opportunity he had accumulated, just to achieve this goal.

【exile】.

Completely exile the god who symbolizes the decline of all things.

From then on, there would never be any intersection between Him and human civilization in the vast universe.

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"Is this your plan?"

Klein suddenly realized that this was a conspiracy linked together. Maybe it wasn't a conspiracy, because Klein didn't seem to lose anything in the process, and he also got help from stabilizing himself. It was precisely because of this that he was filled with shock and anger, because if he had known that he had been used and deceived before, he would have been extremely dissatisfied, and used the arrogance and self-esteem imposed on himself by the Lord of Mysteries to stumble these two old incarnations. Even looking for opportunities to retaliate against them.

The Lord of Mysteries will not feel that they have helped him in any way, but will only feel that they have offended him.

If things get worse, the djinn may serve as a warning to them.

But the current Klein would not do this, nor would he think so, because he did not have the arrogance of the past.

The proposal the other party made to him now was also very tempting. Although it felt very bad to be led around, Klein still had to admit that it was very tempting.

The Demon of Knowledge has been standing there with the square boxes in his hands.

"...You know His plan." Klein took a long breath, looking through the spiritual world and looking at the Demon of Knowledge, "You knew it from the beginning."

"You also took Bethel and the Abraham family away. I think this is not a threat, right?"

"It's not a threat, it's my protection."

The Demon of Knowledge was quiet for a few seconds, and did not choose to defend himself, but calmly gave the reason for doing so: "The uniqueness of Adam and the Moon was given to me by Him. We had an agreement at that time, To help Him do something.”

While speaking, this middle-aged man with a Western Continental appearance raised his head and looked at the moon in the sky.

"There aren't many things I want, and that's one of them."

Klein glanced at Him and didn't answer.

He began to consider the proposal given to him by the outer god.

"The symbols of decay and decay will never come near humanity."

It is true that civilization will continue to prosper forever if the past does not come back. Civilization still has its own cycle of birth and death. Some civilizations may be destroyed by passing gods as soon as they appear, but some worlds can survive thousands of years and tens of thousands of years without being affected by any extraordinary abilities.

——In this universe, it is a good thing for human beings to be less at the mercy and influence of a god.

"...Your proposal is very good."

There was no smile on Klein's face.

"So, from now on, never appear in front of me again."

The Outer God received a satisfactory answer and wisely went back without provocation:

"A word is settled." (End of chapter)